Monday, September 22, 2014

This is my first time participating in Masturbation Monday. I'm sharing an excerpt from my new release Private Pleasure. Livia, a member of the Roman elite, shares a secret Sapphic relationship with her slave Naomi. Their relationship is threatened when her father proclaims that she is to marry the powerful Senator Felix.

Now they want to enjoy every day they have left together.

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Long brown tresses cascading
across her shoulders, Naomi backed up to the bed and lay down, raising her arms
above her head. This seductive move showed off her curves, especially the swell
of her bosom and accentuated the rise of her mons.

“You’re beautiful,” Livia
said, approaching her.

Naomi’s smile brightened.
“Thank you, Domina.”

She stood at the foot of the
bed, between Naomi’s splayed legs. Her hands traveled across her knees, up her
thighs, then dipping down to her mound, already beginning to glisten with
desire.

Naomi gasped at the caress,
pleasure seeping through her gaze.

Livia delighted in her power
over the enslaved Venus. Their debauchery was shunned, but Naomi had not
complained when Livia had first asked to see all of her and drank in every
compliment showered upon her.

Naomi’s bosom rose and fell
in rapid succession, her fingers intertwined in the bed sheets. She knew not to
move, not to make a sound.

Naomi slipped a finger
inside her, feeling the moist heat and delighting in the wetness, and in
Naomi’s tiny moan.

“Shh,” Livia said.

Naomi bit her lip and held
her breath.

Livia slowly probed her
lovers heated core, thrusting the digit in and dragging it back out.

Naomi’s head tipped back,
the curve of her neck available for kissing.

Shifting her body,
straddling the prone woman with one leg on the bed, Livia licked and kissed her
neck and throat. Her finger continued their languid fucking.

Frustration began to show on
Naomi’s face, Livia could not hold back a laugh. The woman wanted more, needed
more.

Livia added a second finger
and increased the pace of her ministrations.

Naomi hissed.

Livia shook her head,
reminding Naomi to remain silent.

No one must know of their
private pleasures. If their secret was ever exposed, both of them would be
courting disaster. Most likely Naomi would be sold and a disgraced Livia would
bring shame upon her family… She’d be lucky if all her father did was disown
her and banish her from her home. The laws would allow him to do much worse
things.

Naomi’s nipples stood taut,
erect. Livia
abandoned her neck, latched onto the right one and sucked deeply. She rolled
the hardened bud with her tongue until Naomi gasped.

The woman just couldn’t keep quiet this
evening. Livia muffled the woman’s mouth with her own, slipping her tongue into
the open mouth, claiming it, mastering it.

Naomi moaned, the noise swallowed by
Livia’s mouth. The sensation of their lips pressed together made Livia’s nether
region throb and her juices flow. She kissed Naomi with pent up passion, her
fingers continuing their teasing.

Their intimacy was a treasure she held
dear, a closely guarded secret. She always saw that Naomi was satisfied and the
woman returned the favors.

Livia teased her, dragged it out as long
as she could, watching Naomi writhe on the bed, silently begging for more.

Livia shifted her mouth to Naomi’s left
nipple, giving it the same attention as the right one, pinching, licking and
sucking. When she pulled back her teeth grazed the sensitive flesh.

Naomi was so wet her fingers easily
slipped within the woman’s moist heat. Naomi panted, but did not say a word.

Livia kneaded the woman’s now wet
breasts hard, but not rough enough to bruise the tender pale skin.

Naomi’s mouth gaped open and Livia
feared she would cry out, but the scream was silent.

“You like this, don’t you?” Livia cooed.

“Yes, Domina,” Naomi rasped. Her voice sounded from deep in her throat,
almost a grunt.

She was holding back and Livia loved to
torture her. But now it was time.

Ready to bring her bliss, Livia worried
the protruding bud within Naomi’s nether lips with a finger. A tremor rippled
across her servant’s flesh.

Livia’s heart ached to not only give
Naomi pleasure but freedom as well. When she had been but a young girl she’d
asked father for that favor which he quickly denied. A slave could only be
freed if they had a way to support themselves, and a woman was required to find
a husband, first. Livia didn’t know if she could let Naomi go. Could she share
her sweet body with a man?

Suddenly Naomi’s body tensed and Livia
knew she was close. Her heart ached at the thought of their parting. She
couldn’t leave her. Her melancholy would be enough to drive her husband into
madness.

Livia increased the pace of her finger
thrusts wanting to watch Naomi come to pieces. The woman sank her teeth into
her plump lip and her eyes widened. She came hard, gushing onto Livia’s hand.

Livia continued playing with the bead
until the aftershocks ended, delighting in every whimper escaping Naomi’s
clamped lips.

Livia dried off her hand on a scrap of
cloth. Naomi’s smooth skin was now slightly flushed and shone with sweat.

The scent of her musk mixed with her own
arousal. She was soaked and ready for Naomi to return the pleasure.

She offered her hands and helped pull
Naomi to a sitting position on the bed. Naomi’s eyes locked with hers.

Naomi rested her head on Livia’s
shoulder. Her slave’s body heat seeped through her stola, and Livia inhaled
sharply.

Naomi offered a mischievous smile, eyes
gleaming.

Livia cradled Naomi’s face in her hands
and kissed her forehead, directing her forward.

Naomi readily obeyed, licking Livia’s
right breast through her clothing.

“Yes,” Livia said softly. This is what
she’d been dreaming about for hours.